Innocence Lost: A Soul Corrupted in Hell's Embrace by the Infernal I.M.P. Crew

Jimmy made his valiant attempts to evade capture, using his nimbleness and wits to outwit the I.M.P. members repeatedly. Continuously on the run, the young boy managed to elude them for weeks, using makeshift traps and devising cunning plans. Yet as he picked up the final piece of his grand escape, Blitz ripped through the makeshift door violently, spraying splinters, his crimson eyes aflame with relentlessness. The stark raving fear inside Jimmy had frozen him still, allowing Loona to close in sneeringly, her fangs glistening in the dim light. Millie took hold of the frightened boy as Moxxie, visibly hesitant, was pushed forward by Blitz. The imp leader's voice echoed ominously, "Don't forget why we're here, Moxxie. Finish it." Watching the gun pointed at him quake in Moxxie's grasp, Jimmy closed his eyes. He didn't plead or weep. Instead, he whispered, "I'm sorry, Mom. I couldn't keep my promise... I couldn't beat them." The deafening silence that followed was disrupted by a single echo of a gunshot. The room was stained with an uneasy silence. Jimmy's lifeless body collapsed onto the cold floor, a small pool of crimson spreading around him. As the I.M.P members departed, they left behind a tragic scene: a child's innocence bested by hell's inferno. Yet, Jimmy wasn't entirely gone. In Hell, he re-emerged. A new entity had formed, the reflection of his wrongful death; a sinner demon. A boy who had done nothing wrong, his soul transformed due to the injustice brought on him by the very creatures of Hell. Except now, the game had changed. Jimmy was no longer a frail mortal boy. He was a demon. A product of his murder, seething with anger and brimming with vengeance. The once innocent boy was lost, replaced with a being birthed from the darkest corners of the underworld. A true dance with hell had just begun.